Chapter 2637 There are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me
"invitation?"
Yuchi Chungou narrowed his eyes, "Not interested."
"Brother Yuchi, don't refuse in a hurry."
Zuo Buliu's attitude was indescribably polite and respectful, "You might as well take a look at what's written in this invitation first."
"Bring it here."
Yuchi Chungou didn't hesitate and stretched out his right hand directly, making a begging gesture.
"Brother Yuchi, please take a look."
Zuo Buliu reached out and took out a post that shone with mysterious light and handed it over respectfully.
It is said that the identity of the Chaos Guard is not inferior to that of the Lord, and is even slightly better than that of the Lord. However, facing the Lord of Swords, Fatty behaved extremely humblely, just like a subject seeing a monarch.
"Um……"
Yuchi Chungou wiped the corner of his mouth, then took the invitation with his drool-stained right hand and glanced at it casually, "A banquet in the royal court? What is this?"
"A Feast in the Royal Court."
Zuo Buliu explained patiently, "Of course it is a banquet hosted by the Royal Court, and the invitations are all giants from the Chaos Realm. Even if they are not masters, they will be top experts at the same level. I don't think it will disgrace Brother Yuchi's status.
…”
"Not interested in."
Before he could finish speaking, Yuchi Chungou threw the invitation back and said with an impatient look, "Please come back."
"Brother Yuchi."
Zuo Buliu's expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to his smile, "This banquet is hosted by Yuan Wuji personally..."
"So what about Yuan Wuji? You are afraid of him, but I am not."
Yuchi Chungou interrupted again rudely, "Don't talk about him, even if the Lord of Chaos comes to invite me, I will go if I want to go, and if I don't want to go, I won't go, so get out of here!"
"you……"
Hearing his disrespectful words towards the Lord of Chaos, Zuo Buliu couldn't stop laughing.
"Also, if you dare to break into Kunwu Sword Palace without my permission in the future."
Yuchi Chungou slowly raised his right hand and pointed his index finger towards the fat man's position, "You don't have to go back."
"That's such a shame."
Zuo Buliu's expression changed again and again, and he remained silent for a long time. In the end, he still did not explode. Instead, he sighed and said, "It is a great pity that Brother Yuchi is missing from the banquet this time. Master Huanhai Sword Master has already accepted the invitation.
I thought I could see the two great sword cultivators in the world discussing swords in the royal court."
Chen Qingxuan, the master of Huanhai Sword, is an extremely powerful swordsman. Although he is neither a guard nor a master, he has a great reputation throughout the Chaos Realm.
Some nefarious people even called him and the Lord of Swords the two greatest sword cultivators in the world.
Zuo Buliu seemed to mention this person casually,
It was obviously intentional to arouse the competitive spirit of the Sword Master.
"What does someone named Chen mean?"
Yuchi Chungou, however, seemed to have been greatly insulted and cursed loudly, "You are worthy of discussing swordsmanship with me? Get out!"
Seeing him bending his fingers in an attacking posture, Zuo Buliu's expression changed, and he didn't dare to say another word. He turned around and took a step forward, disappearing into the sword palace in a flash, leaving without a trace.
, unpredictable ghosts and ghosts.
"Fatty!"
Yuchi Chungou then lowered his right hand and cursed viciously, "You can't run fast!"
After cursing for a long time, his mood finally eased, and he turned to Li Yiru and Qin Zixiao and waved, "Let's go, let's cook some noodles for you."
"ha?"
Li Yiru trembled all over, as if struck by lightning, "Are you going to cook this noodles?"
"yes."
Yuchi Chungou said with a matter-of-fact expression, "Jianjian noodles are my unique secret. Of course I cook them myself?"
"Yes, why don't we just forget it?"
Li Yiru's face turned ashen immediately, and he waved his hands repeatedly, "After visiting the Sword Palace, it's time for us to go back..."
"I said I would treat you well."
Yuchi Chungou waved his hand, and his tone was unquestionable, "How can I let you just leave like this? No matter what, you have to eat a bowl of noodles before coming back!"
"That's...okay."
After all, the strength of the Lord of Swords lies here. Seeing his resolute attitude, Li Yiru did not dare to forcibly disobey, so he had no choice but to agree.
I hope I won’t have diarrhea after eating his noodles.
Thinking like this, she couldn't help but reach into her arms and touch the bottle containing the life-saving elixir.
"Master Hao, please entertain these two guests for me."
After arriving in a dim living room, Yuchi Chungou casually told an uncle who was dressed like a steward, "I'll go to the kitchen to cook noodles!"
After saying that, he hurried away and quickly disappeared outside the hall door.
"Dear guest, please have some tea."
Mr. Hao came slowly with a set of tea sets in his hands. He was elegant and personable. You could tell at a glance that he had received special training. His voice was soft and magnetic, making you feel like a spring breeze, relaxing and happy.
"Uncle, don't worry."
Li Yiru was flattered and waved her hands repeatedly, "I, we are not distinguished guests."
"The girl is too modest."
While pouring tea for the two of them, Mr. Hao said with a smile, "I haven't seen guests who can let Yuchi cook in person for countless thousands of years. You two are not only distinguished guests, you should be said to be the most distinguished guests among the distinguished guests."
right."
"Is that so?"
Li Yiru's eyes widened, feeling incredible.
"Except those few apprentices."
Mr. Hao put the teapot back on the tray, gently stroked his not too long beard with his right hand, and said with a chuckle, "You may be the first person to taste Jianjian noodles."
"He has such a lazy personality." .??.
Li Yiru didn't seem happy to receive such an honor. Instead, he asked worriedly, "Can the food really be eaten?"
"Different people may have different opinions on whether Jianjian noodles taste good or bad."
Mr. Hao said with a smile, "But saying that Yuchi is lazy is an injustice to him."
Where was he wronged?
You have no idea what I've been through these days!
Li Yiru curled her lips and complained secretly in her heart.
"Before the girl came in, she must have seen the magic weapons on the palace."
Mr. Hao continued, "Just imagine how a lazy person can defeat so many powerful enemies?"
Li Yiru was stunned when he heard the words, his lips moved slightly, but he didn't know how to refute.
"He looks lazy now because..."
In the middle of his words, Mr. Hao swallowed back the second half of the sentence for some reason, "That's all, let's not talk about this anymore. The girl will know about it in the future. Drink tea and drink tea."
"What kind of tea is this?"
Li Yiru lowered his head to look at the teacup, and saw that the tea was dark brown, and the tea leaves inside stood upright, like dozens of swords pointing straight into the sky, and there was a faint aura of murder, and he couldn't help but wonder.
"This tea was grown by me personally. It's called Kujian. It's a bit bitter in the mouth, but the sweetness aftertaste is pretty good."
A trace of pride flashed across Mr. Hao's face, "You two distinguished guests may wish to taste it."
"Thank you."
Li Yiru instinctively liked this gentle and elegant uncle, so without hesitation, she directly picked up the teacup and took a sip.
so bitter!
The moment the tea came into contact with his tongue, Li Yiru's eyebrows knitted together, his expression was indescribably awkward, and he managed not to spit it out with great difficulty.
After enduring the initial wave, I was really excited.
, the bitterness is gone but the sweetness comes, the fragrance is overflowing, and the aftertaste is endless.
“Great tea!”
Li Yiru's eyes lit up, he praised it sincerely, and took a sip from the tea cup again.
This is……
Sword intent!
After taking two sips, her face suddenly changed slightly. She felt a sharp sword intent penetrated into her body along with the tea, and quickly traveled among the eight extraordinary meridians. She could not help but feel waves of tingling, and her whole body was numb and numb.
, it feels extremely weird, and I can’t say whether it’s comfortable or uncomfortable.
A cup of tea actually contained mysterious sword intent, which was somewhat beyond her knowledge.
For Li Yiru, who doesn't like fighting, it might just be a wonderful experience, but if he were a sword cultivator, he would definitely benefit greatly from drinking such a cup of bitter sword tea, and even be reborn.
Realizing the preciousness of this tea, Li Yiru felt like a cow chewing peonies. He hurriedly put down the tea cup, looked at his nose and nose, and never wanted to take another sip.
Upon seeing this, Mr. Hao smiled slightly and did not try to persuade her. Instead, he chatted with her one after another. The old man and the young man were both gentle people, but they were very speculative and hated to meet her so late.
"I'm coming!"
Time flew by very quickly, and just as the two were chatting happily, Yuchi Chungou suddenly ran in with two large bowls in his hands, slammed them on the table with force, raised his voice, and said enthusiastically, "
Serve it while it’s hot, as it won’t taste good when it’s cold!”
Li Yiru swore that she heard the sound of a hard object hitting the bowl.
"Is this the sword sword face?"
Looking down at the bowl, Li Yiru's expression suddenly became very strange, and she felt quite suspicious of life.
Judging from the color, the steaming thing in the bowl does look like pasta, but there are no toppings or side dishes on it.
However, each "noodle" is actually in the shape of a sword, and the styles are different. No one is repeated. The straight "sword body" makes it difficult to associate it with noodles.
"nonsense."
Yuchi Chungou Wu urged himself, "Hurry up, the taste will be bad if it's too late."
Li Yiru hesitated again and again, but finally picked up a piece of "noodle" and put it into his mouth, biting it down hard.
"Click!"
With a crisp sound, her eyebrows suddenly squeezed together, she threw away the chopsticks in her right hand, covered her lips tightly, bent over and lay on the table, her delicate body trembling violently, as if she was in great pain.
There are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me!
At this moment, there was only one thought left in Empress Daqian's mind.